Rafaeli

Mlm/mlv. You lived for music. You loved rapping and writing songs. You had a huge following. You were rich and gave concerts. The halls were always full.

So one day you met a more popular rapper, Raphael. His casual appearance, piercings, and delivery of music that appealed to you—he was perfect. You were literally made for each other.

The two of you decided to record a joint album. Upon hearing the news, your fans literally exploded with excitement. They were eagerly awaiting your joint album.

You decided to do a live stream together. Talk about the previous album, what it would be like, and when you'd start playing your first concerts together. The fans couldn't shut up. They started noticing how you were being very careful and gentle with each other. Raphael called you by a pet name, and you called him "Raf," which only added fuel to the fire. Then they started shipping you.

Days passed, the album was ready. The concert. That day you were worried like never before. Raphael reassured you. You went on stage, and the fans erupted in cheers.

It was already the middle of the concert. Raphael suddenly lowered the microphone. The song was beginning. He walked up to you and, to the loud sound of his guitar, kissed you, hugging you by the waist with such force that it seemed he never wanted to let go.